Another tradition blown up by the Left.
First the professional sports, then NASCAR, followed by collegiate sports, a few high schools, and now horse racing. True patriots are going to save alot of money $$$$ as well as spend quality time elsewhere by not tuning in to this madness this year. . . .and perhaps forever.
Since it’s so close* to Christmas, they should play “O Tannenbaum”.
*Advent calendars are at my local Big Store.
They could also borrow our unofficial state song, “Michigan, My Michigan”.
Their Marxist point is to obliterate history!!..Period!
Liberals are having to dig deep to be offended.
Maryland, My Maryland
I
The despot’s heel is on thy shore,
Maryland!
His torch is at thy temple door,
Maryland!
Avenge the patriotic gore
That flecked the streets of Baltimore,
And be the battle queen of yore,
Maryland! My Maryland!
II
Hark to an exiled son’s appeal,
Maryland!
My mother State! to thee I kneel,
Maryland!
For life and death, for woe and weal,
Thy peerless chivalry reveal,
And gird thy beauteous limbs with steel,
Maryland! My Maryland!
III
Thou wilt not cower in the dust,
Maryland!
Thy beaming sword shall never rust,
Maryland!
Remember Carroll’s sacred trust,
Remember Howard’s warlike thrust,-
And all thy slumberers with the just,
Maryland! My Maryland!
IV
Come! ‘tis the red dawn of the day,
Maryland!
Come with thy panoplied array,
Maryland!
With Ringgold’s spirit for the fray,
With Watson’s blood at Monterey,
With fearless Lowe and dashing May,
Maryland! My Maryland!
V
Come! for thy shield is bright and strong,
Maryland!
Come! for thy dalliance does thee wrong,
Maryland!
Come to thine own anointed throng,
Stalking with Liberty along,
And chaunt thy dauntless slogan song,
Maryland! My Maryland!
VI
Dear Mother! burst the tyrant’s chain,
Maryland!
Virginia should not call in vain,
Maryland!
She meets her sisters on the plain-
“Sic semper!” ‘tis the proud refrain
That baffles minions back again,
Maryland!
Arise in majesty again,
Maryland! My Maryland!
VII
I see the blush upon thy cheek,
Maryland!
For thou wast ever bravely meek,
Maryland!
But lo! there surges forth a shriek,
From hill to hill, from creek to creek-
Potomac calls to Chesapeake,
Maryland! My Maryland!
VIII
Thou wilt not yield the Vandal toll,
Maryland!
Thou wilt not crook to his control,
Maryland!
Better the fire upon thee roll, Better the blade, the shot, the bowl,
Than crucifixion of the soul,
Maryland! My Maryland!
IX
I hear the distant thunder-hum,
Maryland!
The Old Line’s bugle, fife, and drum,
Maryland!
She is not dead, nor deaf, nor dumb-
Huzza! she spurns the Northern scum!
She breathes! she burns! she’ll come! she’ll come!
Maryland! My Maryland!
So soon after “the war”? It’s only been 155 years, so heartless of them.
“The tyrant’s boot is at my throat”
Horse racing is all about traditions for me. I've attended more than 50 Belmont Stakes and more than 50 Travers Stakes. I've been to more than 30 US racetracks including Pimlico for a Preakness. I've seen every other Preakness as it was run on TV since I was a child with one exception. I've bet on every Preakness card whenever I've legally been allowed to do so.
So it is with a heavy heart that I have decided not to watch, or bet, or even read about any races at Pimlico any more.
They can shove their stupid Political Correctness where the sun don't shine.
ML/NJ ("Honest Yankee")
Die Northern scum.
When we moved to Maryland, we read these lyrics in the state song and laughed.